This first one started as a dream sequence, with some sort of day-to-day actions, but at once point I found myself quickly placed into a cold stone or cement type room which brought me to full awareness that I was out of body.
I felt stiff and heavy, and although my awareness knew I was out of body, I felt trapped and frozen in this dreary room. Asking for help, I was happy to feel I was being lifted up and carried, even if it was not under my own power. I let go and found myself floating gently backward again in complete darkness in what felt to be a black tunnel.
My vision started to clear and I turned to face forward and found myself leisurely floating down a cave-like tunnel that had beautiful stone formations all along the sides. My feeling was that this was a sort of labyrinth going deeply into the Earth. My vision cleared more and I could see beautiful colors – soft blues, reds, and gray – in spectacular patterns all around the stone formations on the walls.
During the gentle float, I went up to a particularly beautiful stone formation near the ceiling above and put out my hands to feel for it. I was amazed at how clearly I could FEEL the stone! It felt cool and rough, much like I expected, but with such a ‘physical’ sense that I marveled how I could do this while out of body!
I glanced at my hands at they felt the formation, and was surprised to see tiny little ‘bubbles’, almost like a ‘fizzing’ appearance, surrounding my hands! My thoughts were that it appeared to be similar to how the tiny bubbles appear around objects when under water, and thought, “wow, am I under water?”
I didn’t stay and analyze my hands or question my findings, as I knew too much focus and questioning will make me return to body quickly! I proceeded onward, and now realize that there is someone with me, holding my right hand as we near a doorway.
We stopped at the doorway, holding hands, and peer inside. It registers as a ‘bedroom’, quite unlike the stone labyrinth I l just left. There is a bed across the room, with some sort of ‘object’ in the middle of it. I sense another ‘being’ standing near the object on the bed, feeling as though it’s some sort of caretaker. I ask, “where are we?” and “who is this?”
I hear a sound I’ve never heard before, and know it’s coming from whatever it is on the bed! It appears to be a dark moving object, and I feel it’s some sort of life form I am not familiar with. The guide who is with me squeezes my hand to reassure me that ‘all is ok’ and tells me ‘just stay here, they won’t see us’. I don’t want to go in, and I squeeze my guide’s hand to say I’m not sure what’s going on or what I should do. It is at that point that I fade back to full wakefulness.
May 22, 2011
The beginning of the OBE was also a dream-type experience where I was not aware if I was OOB or just actively participating in a dream sequence. There were many anomalies that I should have picked up on as signals to become aware, but I was so intent on what I was doing, I didn’t bother initially.
The gist of this dream, in case it’s relevant in some way, was the fact that I had set a fire in my childhood home in the basement. I was fully aware that I was putting people at risk in doing so, but felt I needed to do this for some reason. I knew I had time while the fire started to go up to my old room and gather my personal belongings that I wanted to save before the rest of the house was destroyed by fire.
I remember I was considerate enough to be sure that everyone else got out of the house without injury before I realized I needed to go back inside for a pocketbook I left!! With the firemen inside, I entered the house, only to realize that there was no need to find this particular pocketbook and even decided to stay and converse with them as they rested from their work. At one point, I remember finding some stray cats that have been living under the house (and I remember that these were frequent dream characters over the years) and get them to leave with the firemen’s help.
(For a bit of my own insight and interpretation, I will say that I have recently had some major changes in my views on life and how I perceive things. I am feeling much more settled in my outlook on life, and realize that much of what I bring to my life is brought there through my own perceptions. This ‘clearing out’ of my ‘childhood home’ may be symbolic of my dealing with these personal perceptions and attitudes)
Now, I’m inside the house, sitting on the couch, conversing with these ‘firemen’, or so I thought. The environment changes and I realize that there are numerous people milling around the room. I feel a timid touch on my right breast and am shocked for a moment that something is getting so personal with me! I ask loudly, “What are you doing?” and the hand pulls away like it was caught in a trap! I feel a bit sorry I asked so loudly, and said to them, “well, it’s only polite if you ask before you do that!”
It is at THIS point that I fully realize I’m out of body in a room full of other people. I feel comfortable with them, and my hearing starts to open up. One gravelly voiced gentleman was conversing with me, and I clearly understood him for the most part, but his voice would garble and become unintelligible at times. I had numerous conversations with other people, male and female, and as I spoke to each it seemed as though a spotlight lit them up so I could see them better.
Sitting on the couch, I saw one little man running around the room, banging his hands on different objects, including the arm of the couch where I sat. His voice was only a gravelly growl, without any sense, and I felt he was angry. While he was near me, I tried to ask what’s wrong and send love, knowing it’s a universal method of communication.
Another woman near me told me I wasn’t going to be able to do much with him, and when I asked why, she told me….but I don’t recall the reason!
I remembered all their conversations at this point, but after meeting the next individual and being astounded at her ‘energy’, I was left with little recall other than what we discussed.
As I sat on the couch, this woman appeared by my side, full of radiant blissful energy and I felt so comfortable and happy to be with her! I asked her, ‘how am I doing?’ and ‘what else can I do?’ or something to that effect.
She spoke, and said, “Well, first of all, happy birthday!” I was ecstatic to hear this, with my birthday being only a short while away, to know that I was remembered! I wanted to hug her, but as I started to do so, realized that while OOB, I couldn’t.
She then said, “Secondly, you are doing the best you can with what you have, to have gotten as far as you have. You’ll do more the next time using the work of Applebaum.” (Apple-gart? – it definitely was Apple-something!) The feeling here was that my next learning will be under an instructor or a process with this name, whether it’s in this life or the next, I don’t know!
She then said with a smile, “I want to give you something special for your birthday, I will give you a hundred trillion…
(The type of gift she described could not be put into words, as there just isn’t a human word that could describe accurately what it felt like! Pride and heart were the closest I could process.)
A little girl who was sitting just above and behind me, whom I knew from somewhere, was laughing along with us, and said, “Well then, I too shall have to give her a special (pride/heart)gift!” I don’t know if she was just imitating the radiant woman with me or had her own reasons for doing so, but I felt very, very close to the both of them and so happy!
It was at this point that I faded back to full awareness, trying to desperately recall the memories of what happened just before I met these two at the end. Their energy and powerful interactions made it difficult to retain all that I had experienced just before, but it didn’t matter, as I was left with such good glowing feelings that remained with me for the rest of the day!